May you be busy
Don’t run out of things to do
And if you run into the people with their eyebrows cringed toward you
Remember all the colors that you have inside your mind
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Mid March trying to dream
Crazy like a free man
Strung out on dreams he won’t see
If I could have back the time spent there
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I dream of a locomotive
Running down the line
Old dirt roads and railroad tracks
Lost through the bumps in time
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Why'd you forget
forget you’re face and feelings
and
life
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Given the world as early as a child
Must have misplaced it
Was given everything
All I had to do was wait
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I dreamt that we were young and life had not yet begun
I dreamt I had a clean slate if not for all those things I'd done
I shut my eyes for a while if only to dream
I tried real hard but not hard enough it seems
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Universe is teaming
Things inside me are streaming
As constant as a the river flows
Reflections
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Trees outside are still
Yet follicles float gently
Searching for a thrill
In an endless romance
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Ever stop and wonder why?
See the sparrow swoop through space and time
Just as we do
Then land on the power line
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